In the past, Bo Jinghan didn't believe it when others said that drinking cold water would hurt his teeth when he was unlucky.
But today, she believed it!
But it’s not about admitting misfortune, it’s about not admitting defeat and being unwilling to accept it!
"There's no exit, how could there be no exit!" Along the long dark corridor, he searched from room to room. The further he walked in, the more Bo Jinghan's heart sank.
There is really no way out, the entire basement is sealed, and even the laboratories that cannot be seen from the light are sealed from the outside, leaving no way out.
But, she is really unwilling!
Am I just going to have to sit here and wait for death this time?
"Cynthia, stop looking and rest for a while! Your injury..."
Looking at the large blood stain on the back of her clothes, Mo Huan's brows were about to turn into knots. Seeing that Bao Jinghan still looked completely unconscious, she felt pain on her behalf.
"I'm fine, it's just that this time I really got into trouble with you."
Holding Mo Huan's hand, Bao Jinghan reluctantly supported the smile on the corner of his mouth. The weakness in his eyes could not be deceived. But maybe it was habit. Seeing Mo Huan's expression changed slightly, she added: "But it's also
It’s good that I can use you as my support at times like this. Haha... We have never been able to decide who is better, so it seems we can only continue in the next life!"
"Don't even think about it, even in the next life! I regret knowing you in this life. In the next life, please don't let me meet you again. Once I meet you, nothing good will happen!!!"
"I thought I should say this, nothing good happens when I meet you. Sometimes good things turn into murder..." Halfway through, Bo Jinghan suddenly closed his mouth, turned his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at her.
, and added: "You are almost catching up with Detective Conan's physique. Wherever you are, evil things will happen!"
Hearing this, Mo Huan didn't take it seriously, twitched his brows, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled lightly without saying a word.
After a moment of silence, she turned to look at Mu Jue, who was still lying there, staring thoughtfully for a moment. When she turned her gaze, she found that Bao Jinghan's eyes were pointed at Mu Jue, like hers, and she suddenly had concerns in her heart.
He stood up and walked in his direction.
Seeing this, Bo Jinghan didn't stop, endured the almost numb pain in his back, stood up holding on to the wall, and chased her step by step.
The two approached him one after the other.
But no one spoke.
Instead, they sat down on both sides in a tacit understanding, and four pairs of eyes stared at him at the same time. Their eyes were like looking at the fish on the sticky board or the trapped animals in the cage.
As for Mu Jue, who was stared at with such eyes, he would definitely not be able to deceive himself if he wanted to find out nothing. But he did not open his eyes, and he did not even move except for breathing.
For a moment, he lay down straight and pretended to be a corpse, trying to avoid the plot in their minds.
It's just helpless that this kind of silent rally seems to be Bo Jinghan and Mo Huan's strengths.
He didn't move, and neither did they.
The two of them stared at him for an unknown amount of time, and finally he realized the reality that he had to accept. He sighed slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and supported his back that seemed to be broken at every move.
Slowly sat up.
"hiss--"
With this movement, the ribs on the right side of his body near his waist also experienced a heart-piercing pain, causing his body that had just been propped up to slide down again and fall to the ground.
